Mother: But you're so good at schmoozing.
Moi: No, I hate schmoozing and obligatory chit chat. I can do it but I don't like it.
Mother: You're always doing it to me.
Moi: What do you mean? How do I schmooze with you?
Mother: When you come home from work, you always say hi, ask me about my day, say 'how are you doing?'
Moi: Um, that's not schmoozing. I was genuinely curious about how you were feeling. Because you are my mother. That's what families do, Mother. They talk with each other without expecting anything in return.
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